I could have been that woman.
Owed in the past.
Touching God.


Fitful glimpses of you




i know
he speaks very strangely
at times

because
he has found
things-as-they-are

so dream your dreams
ageless woman
for it is necessary now

to embody all
with your
honey-pale beauty

it is time to shift
unmask
another puppy

cedar
and lemon-wood
are burning

orange zest
flames from
a secret crest

tall forests
of
human passions

growing brilliance
in the scarlet girdle
around your heart






Poetry by Silene
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Written on 2006-12-29 at 16:45

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lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
nice to see you posting again rgds mike
2006-12-30


lastromantichero The PoetBay support member heart!
wow Silene this is a lovley poem and speaks to me of an inner peace borne of recognising the inevitable with passion rgds Mike well done
2006-12-30